„Hoppegarten“, that’s the name of a quarter in Berlin which is famous for its horse racetrack. I spent a Sunday afternoon with 3 friends and a little kid there, picknicking on the lawn, watching beautiful shiny horses run like devils, betting on the horse with the most beautiful name and losing.
I somehow like this picture: after the sudden summer rain shower. Between two races. These people in red dresses with their sticks … I don’t really know what they’re doing there on the track, looks like they’re checking the grass … looking for shit or holes in the ground?